Anonymous

Photography by Alex Gogo

If you’re reading this, you belong.

If you're reading this, then I understand you. I know what it’s like to step into a new world—one where you’re excited for the possibilities before you, but also wondering if you really belong. Being a woman of color in college brings its own set of challenges, ones I never could have imagined. Sometimes it feels like you’re moving through spaces where you’re not fully understood, where your experience doesn’t match the norm for those around you.

I’ve been there. When I began at NYU, I was both nervous and excited. As an art major, at times I felt like a fish out of water—even in a creative environment. There’s this subtle pressure to prove you are worthy, to show you’re not just the “diversity admit,” but someone with actual talent, actual ideas, and real contributions. I often found myself questioning whether I truly belonged in the room, wondering if my voice could ever be heard amidst the ocean of diverse identities.

But then, over time, something changed. I came to realize that my identity, my heritage, and my perspective weren’t things I had to hide or change. They were what defined my art. It was through my art that I could give meaning to my identity and be myself—without apology. And it wasn’t just about making art for art’s sake. It became a bridge, an entry point for others who were also facing the challenge of finding where they fit in.

Through the people I met in my program, I learned that the place I call home might not just be a physical space—it could be one of development, not only for me, but for anyone with a history to share. I met fellow students—artists, thinkers, creators—who understood the work it takes to bring everything you are into what you create. Together, we didn’t just make art; we built a community where all our voices could be heard, where they were worth listening to, and where they were celebrated.

And then, feeling “other” didn’t seem so intimidating. I realized that I had to speak up, that my voice was powerful, and that there were many others out there waiting to listen. In retrospect, I can see that all those moments of doubt were part of the process. I had to dig deep within myself and understand that I had something to offer that no one else could.

So, don’t panic if you don’t know or feel like you don’t fit in yet. It’s not always easy, and there will be barriers. But be patient—you’ll find a place where you fit in, where your voice isn’t just heard but embraced. Just keep moving forward, and before you know it, you’ll get there.

Anonymous, New York University

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